"I'm entering you now"

"I'm entering you now, Love" I repeat.

Her watery eyes meet mine in the mirror, and she puckers her lips, sucking in a deep breath, and then relaxes as she lets it out while I push a third finger into her. She cries, and I remove them.

“Again,” I tell her.

The first tear runs down her cheek, but she does as I say.

"Do you want this? Do you really want this?" I say, trailing kisses down the back of her neck.

"I want this. I want you. I'll always want...fuuuck" she moaned.

"Good girl" I repeat the process with just two fingers this time, knowing she’s ready.

Letting go, I yank my shirt up and over my head before tossing it to the bathroom floor. Not wanting it to get in the way.

Taking my cock in my hand, I step closer to her and slide the head of my dick along her ass, slowly running it up and down, smearing the lube all over her.

“One more,” I say, reminding myself to go slow. If I tear her, it'll ruin the experience for her and worse still, I’ll have to wait to have it again. Because I will make sure I have her again and again.

I slide across her rosebud agai. When she sucks in a breath, I push the head into her, spreading her tight ass. She cries out, and I bite my bottom lip when it opens up for me.

So good, so fucking good.

I pull out and push in again, just my head. Letting her get used to it.

“Donald ,” she softly cries, her body already shaking under mine.

I reach around between her body and the countertop, this is why I left some space.

When I slowly but fervently begin to play with her clit. Her head falls back onto the countertop, and I pull out, pushing into her again, going deeper this time.

Yanking on the handcuffs, she whimpered over and over again.

“Goddamn, fuuuck Latifah ,” I moan, unable to stop myself. Pulling out, I push in, a little deeper once again. She was so tight. So fucking tight, I could feel the muscles of her ass, wrapping around my dick like it was going to swallow me whole.

She’s gasping for breath, and I’m trying not to fucking come right now. Clenching my teeth, I slide out and watch her ass open for me as I enter her again with more force this time, burying myself in deeper. “I’m halfway,” I say, more to myself than her. God, the sensation was amazing. I could feel, everything.

"Uuurgh" she groaned deep in her throat. “You’re doing so good,” I tell her, making her whimper. “So good, Latifah.”

I pull out and push into her again, my fingers pulling on the vibrator to remind her it’s there just in case she’s too focused on her ass. The way she pushes against me tells me the little distraction worked.

I do it again, this time pushing all the way into her. Letting go of the vibrator, I reach over to my cell and turn up the level all the way on the vibrator and then lean against her back.

Wrapping my hands in her long, dark hair, I pull her face off the marble to look at me in the mirror. It’s wet with tears. I don't ask the real reason she was crying. I did not want to ruin it or remind her of anything.

I needed her in the moment.

Her ass gripped my dick again instinctively

“Fuck, you’re amazing, Latifah ,” I say, kissing the side of her face and tasting the saltiness. “My good girl.”

Her lips are parted, and she’s panting. Her body already shaking uncontrollably.

“I’m going to fuck your ass hard now,” I warn her, and before she can say anything, I start to move.